Long overdue!

Some photos from Gran Canaria.
Lovely sun, flowers, walks, parks, dunes and… naked golfers. Unfortunately we didn’t manage to photograph the last one!
While on the subject of humanure, it seems most compost toilets utilise the same preference for sitting, rather than squatting, popularised by Thomas Crapper himself. This is unfortunate, as the position is implicated in too many health problems to count. However, there is a movement afoot to circumvent this that doesn’t involvce ripping out your prize ceramic throne and replacing it with one of these (available for £50 on ebay):

Such as:

http://www.amazon.com/The-Welles-Step-Easier-Defecation/dp/B000Z03SHM

http://www.naturesplatform.co.uk/

Or, for those who like to make these sorts of thing themselves:

My own construction, based on the lillipad design, is still going strong:

Of course, what we really need is this sort of thing in our back garden (or yard) if we’re lucky enough to have the space:

Our water supplier hasn’t enforced a hosepipe ban, having plentiful supplies, but it seems what’s needed nationally is some other initiative that does more to stem the flow. According to these two pie charts, which I came across while buying wood in a timber store, of the 21.7% of water used domestically, only 7% is utilised outside. Assuming hosepipes account for that 7%, it means that if everyone stopped all outside water use, there would be an overall saving of 1.5%. Mmm.
Perhaps the most telling aspect of these pie charts is the extraordinary amount of water used in toilet flushing. Apparently, this works out at 6 flushes a day, per person. Possibly, the water companies might be better employed putting their energy into devising an alternative way of dealing with humanure – in particular, urine – that doesn’t involve using more four times more water than ever finds its way into hosepipes.


photos from the last two months, incorporating patty’s 80th, Easter and various walks
After six months, some finches have finally found our niger feeder, just outside our kitchen window.

Magnificant though the carpets of bluebells are, I have to say, individually, the brighter, paler blue of the Spanish interloper, as seen in our garden, outshines its smaller, darker British cousin by a country mile.


I was surprised to discover that Adam Hollioake had been declared bankrupt; and even more surprised to learn he had taken up a new sport:
http://www.adamhollioake.com.au/

First and second storey completed; third still to go.
Although this may look like a couple of pallets crudely nailed together, in reality it’s a complex structure akin to a medieval Siege Tower.


Trying out hats in the supermarket
A great time was had by all, on our Saga “River Cottage Experience” mini break. Unfortunately, I kept forgetting my camera, so was unable to take shots of the Monkton Wylde bread making day, or the final evening River Cottage banquet, cooked by HFW’s right hand man, who everyone was clearly in awe of, from ogling him on the TV.
My favourite moment was seeing the kids from the Waldorf nursery returning from their ‘outdoor activity’ morning as we baked the bread we had made in an outdoor oven. The teachers and children were singing a slow, flowing song, and they were walking in slow motion, too, crossing the fields towards us as if in a trance. It was like watching the Pied Piper.
Butchery instruction at River Cottage:

Mixing chorizo:

Cookery school:

My belly of pork:

Michelle’s belly of pork:

My eclair:

Lyme Regis:

The Cobb:

Gardens:

Tea in Thomas Hardy’s conservatory
